The Doctor's gasp startles her, and, for a second, she's terrified it's a last gasp, though she can hear his hearts still beating. It causes Morgana to grip his hand just a bit tighter, until he says her name.
When he does, she shifts her head to look at him, but she is not entirely sure he's out of danger. "The water, is not real. If you doubt that, even for a second, it will come back," she rushes to explain to him.
She sits up, but still keeps a firm grip on this hand, but whether or not it is to keep the Doctor convinced she's really there, or herself convinced the Doctor isn't dying, is something she won't think about. "Your shoulder. I cannot convince myself it is not real. Perhaps you will have better luck?" Morgana's been hoping that the wound is as fictional as the water, but isn't entirely sure.
Excuse her voice for being a bit shaky. Moments ago, she thought the Doctor was about to die and that thought was far more terrifying than the fictional water.
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When he does, she shifts her head to look at him, but she is not entirely sure he's out of danger. "The water, is not real. If you doubt that, even for a second, it will come back," she rushes to explain to him.
She sits up, but still keeps a firm grip on this hand, but whether or not it is to keep the Doctor convinced she's really there, or herself convinced the Doctor isn't dying, is something she won't think about. "Your shoulder. I cannot convince myself it is not real. Perhaps you will have better luck?" Morgana's been hoping that the wound is as fictional as the water, but isn't entirely sure.
Excuse her voice for being a bit shaky. Moments ago, she thought the Doctor was about to die and that thought was far more terrifying than the fictional water.